Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen

Half a year after the start of the construction of the canal, the Balou mountain range was filled with the fresh scent of highland barley, and some unopened wild flowers were shaking their heads anxiously between the back hillside and the wheat field, cursing their father and mother.The blooming wild flowers, together with a few apricot trees in the village, scurry around in the alleys with red waves of laughter, occupying the land and grabbing the world. Lan Shishi went to fetch water, and when she walked through the alley, the smell of grass and flowers collided with her barrel, whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Yu Jin.When she got to the well in the village, she suddenly saw Du Zhucui standing on the well platform, two buckets of water had already been filled, and she picked it up and walked towards her step by step.Just when Zhucui bent over Taoshui, she bowed her body straight, Lan Shishi's eyes slammed into Zhucui's belly with a clang.Zhucui is pregnant, her stomach is as tall as a mountain, and she hits people's eyes every ten miles and eight miles.Lan Shisi stood by the roadside, and when he concluded that Zhucui's belly was really bulging, the pain in his eyes was as hot as a red-hot cone piercing his eyeballs.

Zhucui walked over with her belly outstretched, and the water load on its short and thin shoulders sounded like music. She glanced at Zhucui's stomach. Zhucui said, you carry water, Miss Forty?When he said this, the smile on his face was so thick that it fell down one by one like flowers and leaves. Lan Shishi didn't speak. Lan Shishi kept staring at her stomach. When Zhucui walked away, she looked at Zhucui's back and found that Zhucui's shoulders, back, waist and buttocks were bent into a bow, which was stretched and soft. Every time she took a step, her buttocks would twist left and right. , dance-like moving and seductive.The empty barrel on her shoulder slipped to the ground, and the smell of highland barley filled the barrel flowed all over the floor.

A few days later, Sima Lan came back from the canal construction site and met Lan Shishi at the entrance of the village to hoe wheat. I want to be the village head, but I still think about your father and my mother all the time. When I think of it, my hands are clenched into fists, and I want to hit someone, but Lan Shishi doesn’t speak. He spit in front of him, turned around and went down to the ground with the hoe on his shoulder. Sima Lan stood there in a daze, like a broken wooden post struck by lightning. At the end of summer, Sima Lan and the men in the village were still busy on the construction site. A village was full of women and children. Suddenly, Du Zhucui screamed at home one night, sharp and deep, and the women rushed towards the scream. , The sound of footsteps was turbulent.After Lan Shishi was awakened by the cry and footsteps, he quickly got dressed, ran out of the house, and stopped suddenly.

She stood silently in the yard until dawn.When Dongshan Liang was covered with deep silver, Zhu Cui's cry stopped, and when the village became peaceful, two lines of tears rolled down quietly on Forty's tender pink face. On this day, she turned eighteen. On the morning when she turned eighteen, she walked out of the gate with a deep sense of loss, and saw a silly dog ​​named Du in the village, who was twenty-seven years old, still as thin as a bullwhip, with a She picked up a bamboo basket, and a few straws sprang out of the bamboo basket, swinging out of Zhucui's house like a soul, bouncing in front of her.

She said what are you doing to Brother Gouer. The stupid dog smiled, and shook his heavy basket of straw in front of his chest, saying that the Sima family's baby died, and my sister Zhucui gave birth to a dead baby in her first child, and it was still a boy, little chicken Like a green bean, do you see his dick? Lan Shishi was stunned for a moment, the deep and cold loneliness in his heart suddenly wandered away to nowhere.She smelled the scent of the basket of straw in front of her, and the bloody smell of the dead baby under the straw.She wanted to go over and lift the straw to take a look, but when she got close, she stretched out her hand but retracted it.She asked Sima Lan if she knew?Gou'er said that she was born a month prematurely, so he thought Zhucui was not yet ready for confinement.She said Zhucui was crying at home?

The dog said, crying and crying, and scratched the wall with his hands. She didn't speak, just stood still.After a while, she suddenly ran home, and took out her small box of clothes from the bedside. It was one foot wide, half a foot high, and two feet long, painted dark green.She also put a red flowered sweater of hers in the box, saying, Brother Gouer, this kid knows the pain in my forty-year-old heart, he came to this world early and died in January because of me, you put He pretended to be buried here on the slope opposite Zhucui's house, and I'll make you three poached eggs when I come back.

Du Chi Gou'er stood still and said Zhucui let me throw it as far away as possible. Forty said, five poached eggs, he has one life, you can bury him in front of the village. The dog stood motionless and said that he would give me 20 cents and let me throw it ten miles away. Forty said, seven poached eggs, you bury them in front of the village. The dog said, I will bury a big bowl in front of the village. Forty said, you go, you can bury Zhucui wherever you can see when you go out, the grave should be as big as an adult's grave, and then plant some wild chrysanthemums, morning glory, and a bunch of flowers in front of and behind the grave. It's red, so that Zhucui can see the yellow and bright big grave mound among the flowers and plants as soon as he goes out.Go ahead, dog, after the burial, I will cook you a bowl of poached eggs, and then bake two scallion pancakes, and I will give you 40 cents.After hearing this, Du Sha Chi'er's eyes seemed to open the door suddenly after waking up. He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, picked up the small wooden box, and went back to the door of Zhucui's house. .

Nearly a month later, Zhucui sat up from the bed and smelled a bright red fragrance. She leaned on the table and leaned against the wall, moved to the window, and saw a field of flowers blooming on the opposite hillside, red, yellow, and white. Green, purple, colorful, and a strong fishy smell, gurgling under her nose and jingling between her lips.In the middle of the field of flowers, there is a pile of loess, on the tip of the mound, there is a bowl-sized white flower with a brown stamen.The white flowers have no branches, no greenery, and bloom alone on the mound without any scruples, like a raging fire.Zhucui squinted her eyes, as if she wanted to figure out why the white flower was blooming alone, and figured out how the place that was originally a patch of wormwood, hair grass and messy stones turned into a flower garden. When he walked out of the courtyard and put his hand on the gate of the courtyard, Chi Gouer walked over with a bundle of cattle and grass on his back as if he had been sent by someone.

"Brother Gou'er, why is there a flower on the opposite slope?" The dog said: "It was planted, forty let me plant it." Zhucui said, "What is that pile in the middle?" The dog said: "Your child, let me bury it there at forty, where you can see it as soon as you go out." The dog left after saying that, shrugged the bundle of cow grass on his shoulders, and said that forty, he cooked a big bowl of poached eggs for me, and gave me fifty cents, how could I not listen to her and bury your baby there? ?Zhucui didn't say anything to Gou'er anymore, she listened to his murmur, when her eyes met the bowl of big white flowers again, her eyes clicked like purple willows and willows falling on the stone surface, The bullet will come back.She suddenly understood in her heart that it was not a white flower, and the yellow one was not the yellow pistil of the white flower, but a white ghost paper pressed on the grave of her firstborn boy.

Du Chi Gouer is gone. Zhu Cui was seriously ill, lying on the hospital bed, she thought, I want to get pregnant continuously, I want to give birth like my grandfather Du Guaizi made women give birth to babies like pigs, one child a year, three to five One, ten, eight, give her forty to take a look. Zhu Cui struggled to get up from the hospital bed, dressed up, said hello to her mother-in-law, and then went to the construction site sixty miles away to find her man.